The rattling...
The Sesame Street Singin' Ernie is too much...
I can't handle all of this noise. So I'm up in my room. Might bail on the concert. It's getting ugly outside and tomorrow has a better forecast.
By the way, the baby's toys are not for the parent's to rattle or shake or anything. They're for the baby to shake. Simple? Obvious? You betcha.
Well, since it's going to rain, and I don't feel well really, I'm going to lay down in the dark and soak it all up. I'm not depressed or anything, I just enjoy solitude more than anyone else I know. Nothing for the eyes to look at, which leaves my hearing to do the work. I love it...
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